Role-Playing Club [5:00PM FHT]

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots was in no way more relaxed today.

"Um, hi. Yeah. Today, we're playing with a sort of LARP? Anyway, in this hat," Broots waved the baseball cap he had been clutching at around. "I dumped the names of various popular characters from TV shows from the past decade or so. Draw a name, and that's who you are for the night. Interact with other people, try to figure out who other people are, accuse people of murder, whatever. Um...yeah.

Random naked baked goods from J,GOB are in the back."


(Ooc: Meta info links can be most found here. To keep brains from exploding, please don't choose a character from your Fandom's version of meta. Ie, if Sam from Supernatural was in the club, he couldn't pick Daniel or Sean Colt from Spooky Things because otherwise you're going to be in charge of mopping up the room and exploded brains? Are messy.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette limped forward using a pretendy-like cane. And she glared and frowned and found a chair to sit in while she topped the head of her cane with her hands, holding it between her legs.

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"You!" Teddy said, pointing accusingly. "You know what's going on here! Tell me where the aliens are!"

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette frowned, then raised her brows, smirking, "Apparently their hiding from their abductee. What'd you do, steal their anal probe?" She clicked her tongue. "You sadistic bastard."

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy was really trying not to laugh at that. It took him a few moments to be able to say something with out snickering.

"You remind me of an old folk story. The Nosferatu, living dead that feed off the living for sustenance. Old and twisted creatures. Only a story." He eyed Annette warily. "Or so I thought."

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I rather like the thought of that. Living, but not, sort of how I feel right now." Annette frowned in considersation. "Except I am lacking in the food department. Where'd you say your mother was?"

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I was wrong. Perhaps you've been infected by a rare Caribbean plant that has caused you to behave like a classic zombie, wandering around in a stupor and unable to focus. It's been used for centuries in Houdoon rituals," He said, circling Annette. "Have you upset and Voodoo Priests recently?"

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette exclaimed loudly in a squeaky like voice, "Yes! And their going to steal all my vicodiin if I don't catch the alien abductee who stole their anal probe, and return it in a semi-steril condition because it really belongs to them!" She snorted and reached for her fake bottle, shaking it at him. Then she popped the top and tipped the bottle back against her mouth, making an audible swallowing noise.

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy bowed in greeting. //Hello.// he said in Japanese. //How are you?//

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette totally in her role as Dr. Casa, said, "I want the house special fried rice. Hold the carrots and peas."

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy narrowed his eye. "You have me mistaken for someone else." he said, the sneer implied in the tone. It helped to have had an actual Japanese master for the accent, and know several aristocratic terrorists for the attitude.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette looked him over, "Bring me the little wooden sticks too, and I just might tip you."

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I am not a waiter." //Ignorant buffoon.//

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Dammit. I really wanted some Chinese." Annette frowned, then arched a brow. "So what are you doing standing there staring at me then? You're giving me the creeps in a non-waiter style."

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I am not Chinese." he gritted his teeth. "I am Japanese."

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Did I say you were Chinese?" Annette clucked her tongue and tilted her head. "Nope. Didn't say it. You got a problem with your ears?"

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"You imprried it." Billy growled. He had only seen one episode of Casa MD, but he had to say, Annette was doing a fantastic job.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I imprried it? Silly me." Annette mocked slapped her own cheek. "What's wrong with you? Your ear? Your tongue? Your bad haircut?"

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Disrespectul Americans."

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She snorted, "Yeah, so?"

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"In Japan I would kill you for such impertinence. Billy just couldn't come up with any witty comeback for 'Yeah so?', so he settled for deciding that Toyota Master thought that was a stupid comeback anyway.

"The response of a child." he sniffed haughtilly.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

In Japan you are nobody. Annette stuck her finger in her mouth against her cheek and popped it out, making a face at Billy. "And your point is?"

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy is. Toyota Master is not.

Billy turned his back on Annette. IC it was to show contempt. OOC it was because he was about to break charector and laugh.

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Yeah that's totally what I meant. Teehee.

"Poor sport." Annette snickered. But she was giggling, really. Way deep inside.

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"This is no *snicker*joking matter."

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Can't get enough of me, can you?" Crooked little grin. "Can't say as I blame you."